I think it's funny that on the 4th of July

We used things that sound like bombs

To light up the sky

I climbed all the way up to the roof and see

I like the feeling of the sound deep down inside of me

This world is so grand, so terrible

This body’s just a wandering soul

This world is full of ghosts

Sometimes I see them walking down the halls

But they’re not really there at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

Sometimes the world can put me on my knees

Can’t stand the voices on tv

Or the ones in my dreams

They come knock, knock, knock

And crawling down thе halls

I can hear them whisper from insidе the walls

This world is so grand, so terrible

This body’s just a wandering soul

This world is full of ghosts

Sometimes I see them walking down the halls

But they’re not really there at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

This world is so grand, so terrible

Oh when I was younger

In the dark, I used to be afraid

But now I know better

That our worst fears are the ones we've made

This body’s just a wandering soul

This world is full of ghosts

Sometimes I see them walking down the halls

But they’re not really there at all

No, I’m not here at all

This body’s just a wandering soul

This world is full of ghosts

Sometimes I see them walking down the halls

But they’re not really there at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all

No, I’m not here at all